Contemplations from quakey quirky Christchurch

Pirton & Picnic

We visited on Sunday morning on our way to a family gathering. There was the usual Norman Church.

Church of St Mary the Virgin

Not so usual was the gravestone for Fred, erected by his friends. Did Fred have a surname, I wonder? The stone could almost have been for a pet, but if so it would hardly be in the churchyard, would it?

Fred’s gravestone

There was a pretty duckpond, with a huge pile of weed beside it. Apparently they have to clear the weed every few months. We talked to a woman standing nearby who told Louise that the easiest way to remove weed from her (much smaller) pond would be to use a twirling toilet brush.

Duckpond at Pirton

The family gathering was in the grounds of Knebworth House.

Knebworth House

There were 41 members of Stephen’s extended family, and three dogs.

Noodle, nephew Carl’s dog

The family gather here annually, and it was great that they organised this year’s gathering to coincide with our visit.